Thursday, June 26, 2008

caution: neanderthols at work

At the brink of the edge of the limit of time a new second appears. Within that new second are the divisions down to immeasurable units of time that are just barely non-fictional. For each of these fractions of pico-seconds that can also be divided a plethora of times, the truth can be wrung out of cerebrally enigmatic wisdom packets being launched from a knowledge cannon. Being receptive to these packets is what differentiates the people who relish futility with the people who move on to the next unit of time with an incremental ascendant step towards bliss.

5 comments:

Brotha Buck said...

Congrats on the third!

ghost said...

yeah, but its those damn zip lock bags that get me.

Debstar said...

huh???
*ahem*
Yes I understood that perfectly.

tom said...

i'll get back to you in a jiffy on that one

Casdok said...

Interesting!